A little story




Growing with my daughter on a girls night out…..

I’veĀ been struggling a bit where to start my storytelling so when my 12-year-old came to me at the kickoff of spring breakĀ and asked me if I would want to go see a movie with her I heard an overpowering squeal of mind brakes…..”Really?!!, you want to see a movie with just me!!”, “Yes”, she replied. So we set off on our adventure.

Originally we had agreed to see The Greatest Showman which I thought would be spectacular because the preview seemed very inspirational however for some reason my brain blanked out and at the ticket booth I requested A Wrinkle in Time. We walked away from the ticket booth and to my surprise, I was poked by my easily embarrassedĀ bashful 12 year oldĀ who grimacedĀ at me and quietly told me how embarrassing I was to have asked for the wrong movie. immediately I said “Oh I can’t believe I made that mistake, no worries loveĀ  I’ll exchange them”, “NO” she demanded in a whisper, “you can’t do that”! “OMG,Ā mom you are so embarrassing!,Ā don’tĀ even worry about it, I kinda wanted to see that movie too so it’s no big deal let’s go get dessert!” Her attitude was bold and I was moved to explain to her that it’s not a big deal to make a mistake like that and the appropriate thing to do was simply exchange the ticket. She wasn’tĀ loving the lecture and actually placed 3 feet of space between us. I had to giggle at the situation because I wasn’tĀ given the luxuries of these experiences with my mother and to see her in this light was beautiful. We got dessert which of course I didn’tĀ order in the proper way for my daughter and was showing WAY more enthusiasm about our girls night out then she preferred. It was almost like she wanted me to be seen but not heard and every moment of it was blissful to me. Why? well because I wasn’tĀ granted the understanding by my mother at 12 to exercise my feelings and let’s face it between general social anxiety and peer pressure at 12 years old it’s pretty normal to be embarrassedĀ by your parents. If I exhibitedĀ this behavior at 12 years old it was taken FAR to seriously and I was made to feel like something was wrong with me. It embedded an insecurity within my spirit that I struggled with for many years trying to find out what kind of person I wanted to be and not to mention being a very empathetic child I could feel the emotions of the people around me which made it heavy.

Moving on to the movie…it was absolutely the best most appropriate series of events to experience at this time in my life and WITH my DAUGHTER. It was a story of inspiration, teen peer pressure, lightworker scientists as parents and the unbelievable power of intention, love and the ability to own the power inside you to create everythingĀ you desire in your life experience. There was a moment at the beginning where the character played by Reese Witherspoon was presenting herself and how she was there to help. I laughed grabbed my daughters arm and asked if the character reminded her of me. I have to say the fantasy world that was presented with healing flowers and speaking in colors is actually where I let my mind go in meditation at times. I mean THAT IS the reality Id love to embrace but in this human experience, I guess it’s not widely accepted, YET that is!

There was a point in the movie when it was explained that the series of events in history had unfolded like it had to come down to the ultimate creation of “YOU” as you are right here and now that was so powerful I was moved to look at my Macy and say “My goodness, this story is about YOU!!”

Another point in the movie was when Oprah Winfrey’s character was explaining the darkness in the world and how it grows with one little negative word, insult, put down at a time. I held my daughter’s hand and cried. I cried for the times it had been done to me as a child. I cried for the times I had mistakenly used it to correct my children. I cried for the times I witnessed other parents using it out of frustration in public because we’re judged poorly for doing nothing to reprimandĀ our children and doing something often causes a wave of other misperception. I cried because EVERY WORD her character spoke to emphasize the spreading of darkness touched my soul and every word she said was true. not just for the movie but for humanity. Displayed in such a way that even children could absorb the reality. She gave such an incredible explanationĀ of the energy of our words and tone and how it sends out a spread of pain and insecurity into this beautiful God-given experience we are so blessed to have. As I gripped my daughter’s hand and cried like a baby in that theaterĀ she didn’t pull away. My easily embarrassed ever scolding preteen daughter went from throwing popcorn at my face to holding my hand in between hers and smiling with an abundance of love, understanding, and appreciation on her face and it was captivating.

Remember now this was the movie we weren’t supposed to see! but look at how the creative life force energy directed me and my daughter into an opportunity of perfect synchronicity and awareness! At that moment my daughter and I hit a growth spurt TOGETHER all because I allowed myself to indulge in the present moment and it was priceless. I swear I had a vision of holding Oprah’sĀ glitter-filled hand in her fantastic glitter filled ensembleĀ and I was on my knees thanking her for sharing this amazing perspective with the world through this movie. As we left that movie theater I watched my daughter as she comfortably rambled on about her Alexander Hamilton obsession which she seems to do often when she’s in her place of spiritual acceptance and all I could do was smile at this beautiful beam of light that was shining from her face as she spoke… I’m falling in love with my life and it’s indescribable. I’m on a mission to spread this feeling… I hope you’ll follow me with a strong sense of patience and maybe you’ll find ways to fall in love with yours. Thank you so much for taking the time to read….


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